Creative Saturday: Peter Simmonds - Somewhere Else

From here my love is a picture of you.There are your eyes, shy and needle-sharp,And your imperfect smile; a beautiful imitation.But there you end, your mind rendered to paper.So far away is that beautiful mind That I cherish above all others,That orchestrates all beautiful things that are you;Your longing embrace that betrays your shyness, Your words which quicker than the crack of a rifle Could scythe me, and as quickly pull meTo the very summit of myselfFrom where I watch the world pass byIn blissful silence.

I fear for the time that we are close again,That I will only recognise your shadow.That what was once a love songIs now a whisper that clings to my mind's ear.Perhaps this love is best frozen in its perfect picture, For one of its living likenesses no longerRecognises its own smile.

Somewhere else your love burns bright, And though here I can't feel its warmth,I pray that in the eye of my own summoned stormIts flame will dance between the raindropsAnd burn without needof me.